Gleb Zavlanov


The Great Depression - Poem by Gleb Zavlanov

It walked like shadow in the night
Without a word, a sound
And when it struck, a vicious bite
It split the sky and ground

Never there was such great despair
Left all men by its feet
And anywhere and everywhere
They had none to live or eat

They tried to hide but found were they
And anyplace they left
Was teemed with gloom, sad and most grey
Cheerless, lonely, bereft

They bit the dust and gulped defeat
Twas nothing left at all
And shattered was each heart, in need
Each broken and dimmed soul

The market fell, each core was broke
Land teemed with dearth e’ermore
And every heart, they sat in dark
Asked, what was it worth for?


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A short poem about one of a terrible financial crisis.

Copyright Gleb Zavlanov 2013

Comments about The Great Depression by Gleb Zavlanov

  • Rookie - 364 Points Joseph Anderson (8/4/2013 10:15:00 AM)

    Having lived through the great depression of the 1930's, I believe you have nailed the
    atmosphere of the times-A worthy write (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013


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